Description: He wears violet trousers with white and grey striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts, and he perpetually has his axe ready. With bright silver hair and a scraggly beard. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Barber. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of illithids may trigger it at times.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the east were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 500 gp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (2000 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (120 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Half-Elf, and stands approximately 5'4". He wears a violet shirt, with a white mid length shorts with white tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them, and his gloved hand is found clutching a falchion. His brown hair is greasy and uncared for. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his feathered violet hat.

Personality: Hugh speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Poor. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: This slender man stands about 6'5". He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He has styled his lavender fur well, parting it to the left. His eyes are green and beady.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Revenge; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: 6'10" and muscular, this northern man tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His purple hair is singed and shortened. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Purson embodies much of what other species detest in the Tieflings. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Through the years after Purson was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Purson's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This fat northern man has a bulbous nose and tends to wear a tan poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His hair is short and black. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. The war was a terrible time for him, and Thamior does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He struck the Cartwright job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.